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What do you do if you visit someone's house you really don't know that well?  If you're me, you just sketch their black pug.  Remember...no sketch of a black pug can ever be complete without drawing it's anus...and you're never completely dressed without a smile. (I'm available for pet portraits)  (...and what does one call those circular devices one finds behind the heads of saints?)

Please excuse my dragon

A sketch of how I would've liked to have attended my first renaissance festival this past weekend.  Not to be threatening, mind you, just more authentic than the rest (in an idiotic kind of way).

100 Rifles

is the name of a 70's era movie starring Burt Reynolds, Jim Brown and Raquel Welch.  The following rough sketch outlines what I imagine to be the lame direction given by the lame director to poor Jim Brown for an actual scene which occurs during the film.  If it weren't so late, I would roughly sketch out direction given to Tina Turner during her work on Mad Max 'Beyond the Thunderdome'.

I shoulda just slept

frustration can breed weirdness.

From my perspective

Women are beautiful and should they ride an animal it would be cute like a bunny....and since I'm not attracted to men, they are less attractive to me and would ride a less than attractive (cold blooded) animal like a frog.....either that, or the rabbit is a self-portrait of me.  (these drawings are app. 1.5 inches tall)

Gettin my umbrella on

digitally

Lazy Saturday

An alphabet

ink on paper

Last night's doodle

...and why not.

Donut Boy!

I asked if they could make me an angry Donut Boy....I got no response.

Holy Crap

This is soooo.....'everything'.  I found it here.

Elsie!

There are three characters who have symbolized companies that I've never tired of and still love to look at.  I can recall being a small (jees 4 or 5 maybe) sitting in the backseat of a car concentrating on the Mobile Oil Pegasus while my Mom got out to pump gas.  I still love the Mobile Oil Pegasus, the Piggly Wiggly pig and the other day obsessed for a couple of minutes about Elsie, the Borden cow.  I stopped and bought a can of condensed milk with her picture on it to draw the following.  I bet she will saunter off the shelves soon.  So here is my initial sketch of her.  I'll give her a concept eventually.  I started to give her a cartoon balloon which said, "please milk me, or my udders will hurt."  Anyhoo........

Bastards

I found this comment jotted down in an old sketchbook.  I'm thinking I was watching a show about animal actors or something....and I must have thought this.  Reading it now, it seems all dolphin children are bastards.  (ink on paper)

Study Graphic Arts Now!

In beautiful downtown Newark, NJ.

Sighting

Last year when I was staying with my friends mom in Vicksburg.  I was looking for stuff around her house to shoot.  In a bookcase was this torn photo of a girl.  I don't know a thing about it.  I love it.  The attitude, the tear, the pose.  It's like a clue, but I don't know the story.

Random Play

Another quandry

I wonder if anyone has ever taught an ape to give a massage....Is there an Institute for Ape Massage Research.  The IAMR it would say on the outside of the building.  I need one right now.  The pentagon is probably loaded with em.  I wish the pentagon had to be equipped with apes by force.  Apes that didn't really do anything.  It would just be great because then there would be occasional conversations about what the apes did, among the conversations about forms, shredding, procedures and whatnot.  Then of course, the apes would have numbers associated with each one so they could keep track.  Occasionally an ape (numbered) would get out the front door and 2 or 3 pentagon workers would have to catch it.  Security cameras would track it.   Conversations would be had.   Oh, and the apes would be allowed to keep kittens.

Quandry

Sometimes I can't decide which I like better, the painting or the pictures of the painting in progress.  The painting is never finished, yet the photos are.  (acrylic on craft paper)

Exquisite-ness

On the way to work one morning I spotted antique trucks, walked into the garage and asked if I could take pictures.  It was a wonderful way to be 20 or so minutes late for work.  Here's a few.

Doodle

Ink on paper

The Other King of Somewhere

Dandelion stem

Self protrait v2